My ex and I had an open relationship. It made sense since he was 10 years older that I, his job made him travel all over, I was in school just beginning my transition, and I hadn't really experimented with dating/flirting/being sexual as a woman.
He did break two of the important rules for the relationship: Always practice safer sex and don't fuck people we both know (he messed around with a co-worker who had met me in passing.
To bring this back to the first post. This is the kick in the gut for me. I know lots of women don't have children, don't want children, can't have children and that this is not what being a woman is any more than liking pink or having long hair.
Knowing all this, it still feels like a slap when someone brings it up. It is the one thing that no surgery, no pills, nothing will be able to fix. It's the single slippery rug under my feet that can be pulled out at any time to justify why I'm not a "real *enough* woman".
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